What Baudelaire Called Spleen

The Kellström farmhouse sits on acreage alotted, not through a lottery, nor blotted, inkwell, truth tell, any tell, or any well, or silent assignation, or command of English, or…

For today’s purposes, “we” focus on the farmhouse kitchen, and the light it exudes. The light will serve as a prelude. A prelude to a nocturne, and as a nocturne, the human right to play possum.

“If you want it, here it is, come and get it, if you want it got to make it so…”

Nebraska is farmhouse, acreage, glitch, love, Whitehouse, creve,

The Kellström family remembered parting with Adair, before, when she was sent to Kindergarten, as to El Enore, or Inisphere, as Adair had helped with chores,

Tennessee Valley Authority bless our core. And the righteousness of grass, no matter how crass.

The aboriginals were only up in what we call North America…